Saturday, February 23, 2008

ग़ालिब- दिल ही तो है

दिल ही तो है न संग-ओ-खिश्त, दर्द से भर ना आए क्यों,

रोयेंगे हम हज़ार बार, कोई हमें सताए क्यों।

दैर नहीं, हरम नहीं, दर नहीं , आस्तां नहीं,
बैठे हैं रह-गुज़र पे हम, गैर हमें उठाये क्यों?

कैद-ऐ-हयात - -बंद-ऐ-गम, अस्ल में दोनों एक हैं,

मौत से पहले आदमी, गम से निजात पाये क्यों?

वाँ वह गरूरे -इज्जो -नाज़, याँ यह हिजाबे- पासे वजा,
राह में हम मिलें कहाँ, बज्म में वह बुलाए क्यों?

हाँ, वह नहीं खुदा परस्त, जाओ वह बेवफा सही,
जिसको हो दीनो-दिल अज़ीज़, उसकी गली में जाए क्यों?

ग़ालिब -ऐ-खस्ता के बगैर कौन से काम बंद हैं?

रोईये जार-जार क्या? कीजिये हाय- हाय क्यों?

Ghalib revisited

Discovered Hindi Fonts on Blogger and tried to type one of my favourites of Ghalib peoms;
Meaning of some words and phrases in bold from the poem above- Bricks and stones; Temple; Life; Grip of sadness; with pride (arrogance mixed) and shy (inhibited); Restrained by decorum; (Mehfil) – the party

In the third couplet, Ghalib compares the ‘prison of life’ with the clutches of pains and concludes that pains can only be overcome with the end of life (libration from the prison).
Amazing rise from story of love to one which is many notches higher ‘philosophy of life’!

Another beautiful transition in fourth couplet, back to the love story. The beloved has the inhibition and pride while Ghalib is restrained by worldly decorum. Obviously they can not meet along the road (possibly the beloved is surrounded by many people as stated clearly in some other Ghalib poems) and beloved does not invite Ghalib in the special gatherings.

Fifth couplet is tricky. Ghalib alleges atheism and being unfaithful; same allegations that were used against him on so many occasions. But then answers himself, people looking for piousness and emotions* should not approach (whom? Ghalib or the beloved)
*(amazing change of track from first couplet where he is crying for a broken heart)


Sixth couplet is one of the most famous of the Ghalib. Feel why? Continue from the fifth couplet; here he says that nothing actually is lost without Ghalib. Then why should one cry and scream?

Implicit is ‘despite his atheism and faithlessness, he is without parallel so there would be every reason to wail and scream ‘without’ Ghalib'

Read the whole poem again in the light of the last couplet and many meanings change and one can see the literary genius of the royal poet, who knew he had no competition in any field.

Friday, February 22, 2008

A break from the silence

We are going through some of the most intense days of our life. The team spirit and selfless commitment for a common cause has been unparallel.
For me, I am happy for the trust some organizations expressed about the difference I could make for their mission. Then, it is mostly about self belief, understanding human relations and knowing what you want to do in your life.
A bit of travelling is expected in near future, possibly around March beginning. I plan to meet some old friends.
Will be back with the memoirs soon; I have so much to do over the next one and a half months in ISB.

Friday, February 08, 2008

Time Flies



It was in 1997, when someone had knocked at my room in Jia Sarai, the abode of IAS aspirants. I knew the person who was standing there; he was the topper of Civil Department of our batch, another aspirant for a berth in IAS. He had told that he was looking for a room in Jia Sarai to start full time preparation for the CIVILs.

Even I had quit the highest paid job of my department to appear for the next prelims. I had preferred Jia Sarai to the hostel room I had been allotted in JNU for MA Geography and the scholarship at another course in Forest Management at Bhopal.

My room happened to be the best situated room in the entire locality. It overlooked the Hockey and Football fields of IIT on the other side of the road. The house belonged to the biggest Xerox shop owner of Jia Sarai who knew me for the volume of work I had done during my B-Tech project at his shop. While I had been searching for an accommodation, he had offered that room to me at a throw away rent in one of the costliest places in New Delhi. The room was extremely spacious, traditionally shared by two to three IAS aspirants in the past.

As a recent pass out from an engineering college with hardly any saving, even that rent was a huge burden for me. I had told my batch mate that he could come and stay in that room on sharing of rental. After a long thought he had responded, “Nahi yaar, mere ko serious types ki taiyaari karni hai”. However, he had informed another person, our four year senior, about the part vacancy in that room.

When the result had come all the three of us had qualified.

We still laugh, that after all his ‘serious preparations’ my friend was ranked 17th, I was ranked 15th and our senior, my room mate at Jia Sarai, was ranked 14th, amongst almost 250,000 applicants. We had undergone training at LBSNAA in same batch, we were in the same Bharat Darshan Group and even now we often plan to attend the trainings organized by DOPT together. Last one was at IIM Bangalore, when we had decided that it was time to have a degree in Business Administration.

Today my friend, Collector Sahib for over three years now, had visited ISB with his wife. So it was refreshing of memories of over 14 years, 4 years in IIT and those after that.

Time flies by! What else to say.

Monday, January 28, 2008

ISB at the top of the world

This morning was special, as I logged on to my lap top I had this wonderful news waiting for me. ISB had made it into the top 20 B-Schools of the globe in the Financial Times rankings.

The message spread like wild fire on the campus, with the excitement spreading through mails and word of mouth as we discussed the news during classes and in the breaks. Then there was this formal announcement in the atrium by the Deputy Dean in front of media and press. What summed up the sentiment on the campus is well covered in the words of Deputy Dean ‘we will celebrate- with dignity, humility, and sensitivity’.

As our 1 year journey at ISB is reaching its end, this day signatures of another journey that will be much longer in its duration and stronger in ties.

The announcement of the rankings meant different things to different people. For some, it was an affirmation of the belief they had put in ISB amidst what a year back looked as ‘better options’. There were moments of disbelief but then nothing succeeds like success. So whosoever might have had doubts till this day will agree that there could be no looking backwards from here. There is only one way from here and that is to the top.

And I think that is what it means ‘we will celebrate- with dignity, humility, and sensitivity’. And I am sure while there are celebrations around and the heroes of this saga- the alumni, the faculty, the students, the management and the board members are being heralded; there are people thinking ‘where forward from here and how?’. For the journey has just begun, barely six years ago and a lot remains to be covered. But still, today was the day for many to take a small break, look backwards and smile before taking the next step forward.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Memoirs of a lost world

What does a bureaucrat do when he has wants new ideas to solve a problem? Obviously, he convenes a meeting for brain storming and hopes to get new ideas there.

Amit had convened that meeting with his 7 BDOs and the Sabhapatis (the elected head of the Local Self Panchayat of the Panchayat Samiti at the Block level). Also present were the Executive Magistrates at the Subdivision and the ACMOH. The health officials at the block level were not present as it was expected that the meeting could turn out more of a fire fighting exercise if they were there.

Amit set the ball rolling with the condition that he was not looking for easy excuses but sincere suggestions.

The initial moments belonged to the ACMOH who proudly informed about his meeting at the state capital where he had been summoned and finally congratulated for a bare 60% but genuine vaccination in three days (as against the previous drives which had reported figures of 100% plus coverage). But that had also earned an extra polio drive for Warpur alone in the whole state on one of the weekends.

The most extrovert BDO began with what he had been asked not to do i.e. complaining against the health department. His point was that since the public were not getting the regular health services, their dissatisfaction was resulting in poor response for the polio drive. He continued to say if the campaign had incorporated the Anganwadi workers, the confidence of public and the result of the drive would have been different (it turned out to be the most useful suggestion).

The Sabhapati of the same block said that he would not stop from criticizing his own brethren i.e. the politicians, who were afraid to come out openly in favour of the polio campaign under the fear of the religious leaders.

The Sabhapati of the neighbouring block, a lady, started narrating her experience of the last drive when she had pulled one of the panchayat members out of hiding after he had threatened and driven health volunteers away from his areas.

Then another BDO suggested that the campaign should be broad based. The administration should involve school teachers in the drive. But many people objected to it since the teachers were already involved in a number of activities they might not agree to any additional duties

One of the magistrates suggested that to ensure that more children reported at the booth on day one, the campaign should involve senior school children to bring young kids to the polio booths. Class IX and Class XI students could be issued certificates of appreciation for this work and it could be considered part of their community service course.

Then there were pointers to update the performance of the health department, including the number and name of children below 5 years. It was clear that this had been avoided as quoting more children could get more remuneration for volunteers, training etc. Similarly a record of the vehicles deployed could increase the mobility of the supervisors and take vaccine to the volunteers early in the morning. That was relevant because due to delay the vaccine became ineffective, as visible on a sticker on the bottle.

Those were all good points. Amit was thinking how to go ahead and implement those. It was decided to have a block level monitoring committee with the BDO, BMOH, Sabhapati and the CDPO. This could rope in the resources of most of the people functional at the grassroots. There was supposed to be a Government employee for every 10 booths (besides the health staff) who would be personally responsible for ensuring coverage in the booths.

The senior most BDO then suggested that the campaign could be effective only if the big industrialists or the ‘bidi houses’ were involved in favour of campaign. Warpur happened to be the biggest producer of hand rolled cigarettes (bidi). Since the local economy was mostly based on bidi rolling, the people who ran the industries actually provided livelihood of over 600,000 people of the subdivision. But the issue was that whether they will or why they will come in favour of such a campaign and go against the religious sentiments.

Still many people present were of the opinion that when one talked of the opinion makers and leaders of the society in Warpur there was none who was more prominent than the managers and ‘munshis’ of the bidi companies.

The other view was that the reason why Warpur was so severely affected by polio was due to ‘bidi’ industry. Since children, women and even pregnant women rolled bidi almost everyone had no defense to any sort of virus. And the spurt of polio virus was possibly due to low resistance.

When contacted over telephone, the manager of the largest bidi company suggested Amit to hold the first meeting in a smaller company to gauge the temperament and build base before directly involving the biggest group. He himself was convinced, being from the minority community that the issue was mostly of ignorance. His suggestion was cautious but positive.

Only one of the BDO was willing to organize a candle rally with school children in his block to raise awareness for attention building. To most it appeared to be an immature step for such a campaign. However, all the blocks agreed to organize a meeting in their blocks with the Head masters of the schools so as to request them to give a message on polio during the daily prayers.

One of the blocks was to start the campaign with a large meeting with Panchayat members to sensitize the political functionaries. The District Sabhadhipati (head of the district local self Government, and of the rank of a minister) was to be invited to talk on the seriousness of the issue and Amit assured that he would request the District Magistrate to also attend that meeting.

They also agreed to have a polio booth on all the bus stands as it was reported that parents were shifting their children to the bordering neighbouring state during the campaign dates.

Amit was excited about the initiative that his team was taking. However, the senior magistrates forewarned him that the whole exercise might soon fall flat if the health department was not activated fast. There were many grey areas and the whole team was at best ‘hopeful’.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Course Bidding for the last term at ISB

The bid for the courses to be taken in the eight and the last term is over (though we are in the middle of the seventh term). I have been allotted Financial Econometrics, Business Law, Retailing, Marketing Modeling and Property Finance & Investment. I am taking the maximum possible five courses though could have opted for less. To me it makes sense, after all this will be the last chance to learn in this wonderful institution. Last week we completed our presentation for the Experiential Learning Project on our project on Term Sheet; yes, it is time to wind up the pending projects.

Nostalgic mails and memorable photographs of the year have begun to appear randomly on the mail, though preparations for the Placements are the prime concern at the moment for most people. So, this post is to keep the blog updated for the time being in this rush.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Memoirs ..........

The data entry work for the final publication of electoral roll got done on war footing, but that meant that every thing else had to be shelved for 5 nights and four days. There were no surprises either in the form of voter deletion or other changes.

The next Sunday was quite important as it was the day for the Pulse Polio drive, which was mostly organized on weekends.

Warpur had been in the news for some time in the state for wrong reasons as it had reported all but 1 polio cases in the state. The problem was serious because the minority community (which happened to be in strong majority in the sub division) was refusing to administer the vaccine to the children. Rumours had been spread about the affect of the vaccine on the child bearing capacity of the children in future.

The day began as Amit reached the office of the ACMOH at about 7am in the morning, as per the appointment. The ACMOH was there but his vehicle was not. As the vehicle did not report for the next half an hour they started on Amit’s vehicle. In the mean time, the ACMOH had been frantically informing the Health officers in the blocks that the SDO would be visiting their offices.

The reason was obvious as the first office itself was barely opened in the morning. Some of the supervisors who were there complained about the lack of the conveyance to bring them to their offices in the rural areas. The ACMOH told that there were supposed to be a vehicle for every 10-15 booths and most vehicles were in the field now and those people would have been late. The same story repeated in the second and the third block also, though no vehicle was visible around anywhere.

The Block Development officers, the administrative head of the blocks had counter information that possibly no vehicles had been hired by the concerned department. In the booths where 4 volunteers were supposed to be present, either two or three volunteers were visible. The turnout of children was hopelessly low while the target was 80% coverage on day 1 of the drive. This figure of 80% was important as the passage of vaccine through the stool of the children would kill the wild polio virus in the nature as well and some sort of immunity developed against virus.

Only by 10 am had most of the booths been activated. By 11 am the supervisors had again disappeared from the field after handing the boxes of the vaccine. Some had to be called back from their homes by the visiting team. In most cases the volunteers had no idea of the number of children they had to cover in their booth. It was sad to see that the doctors in the blocks had not taken any round in their areas to supervise the campaign and most were in their clinics.

The BDOs were reluctantly accompanying the SDO around their blocks. They explained that previously the scheme was being supervised by the BDO’s office and now the health department had taken over for some time. It was almost non participation, if not non cooperation, that prevailed. BDOs complained that the BMOHs had not ‘called on’ them and didn’t attend the Block level monitoring committee meetings or visit the BDOs office. Basically there was no inter-department coordination.

In the field the parents were hiding their children from the health staff and the health staff was not entering the interior parts of the villages as they feared reaction from the people on religious grounds. Some even explained that the local religious institutions had been advocating to people locally for past some days to abstain from the drive.

The whole day the campaign ran in utter chaos. Most of the volunteers were not aware of the target of 80% coverage on day one. Huge amount had been spent on the training of the volunteers but they were not aware as to how to convince the parents. Only in the booths where the volunteers present could be contacted, the coverage began to improve by the end of the day.

When Amit returned back to the Head quarter it was late evening. All the block offices had started working on compiling the reports of vaccination coverage. The ACMOH took leave to get the data compiled in his office. He was to fax the same to the district from Amit’s office later as there was no fax in his office. It was a disappointing and tiring day with hopelessly poor returns of very hard work.

The average coverage was between 30-35% against the target of 80% which the ACMOH confirmed over the phone and then he was not accessible for over two hours. Amit was surprised as he waited in his office for the final report. The ACMOH came to his office at around 9.30 pm with the final report to be sent to the district.

He tabled a report of about 102% coverage on day 1 of the Pulse Polio drive. 2% higher would be for children above 5 years of age, who got covered in the drive, he explained. While he was sincerely ashamed of the huge discrepancy in the actual coverage and what he was going to report, he explained that he had been ‘instructed’ on the matter. As it is Warpur was reeling under a disaster, a report on low coverage would only show poor preparations by the administration, he had been told.

Amit had to put his foot down that he would not allow that report to be sent from his fax. They needed serious steps to build up a campaign in the next few days. There were senior officials heading their respective blocks who had not moved out of their chamber. There was literally no supervision, the vehicles were missing, the volunteers were missing, and funds had been spent on training while the training had been missing. That way they would never be able to handle the situation.
Come monsoon and the situation would aggravate as the virus would spread faster. The only way out was drastic measures and that would only happen if a realistic picture was brought to the notice of the decision makers.

The ACMOH was reluctant to sign on the low coverage report, but finally he agreed to send the low turnout report under joint signatures of the SDO and ACMOH.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Memoirs of a lost world

The journey to the new district took over 4 hours by car. The District Magistrate had arranged for Amit’s stay at the District Circuit House and he had been invited for a dinner at ‘Nesheman’, the bungalow of the District Magistrate. So it was here that may be Robert Clive and party had one day planned the battle of Plassey, people were discussing about the Bungalow and its references in the Gazetteer. Amit noted that the wooden stair cases were about 12 feet wide, big enough to take a rider up mounted on a horse back.

Amit was told that the Bungalow of SDO Warpur, where he was to stay as the SDO, also had seen some important events in the past. Like most of those old Bungalows, the one in Warpur was known to be a confirmed haunted one, and Amit was advised not to worry much about that.

One of the highly reputed officers who was present there (he later got posted in the World Bank) advised Amit that events in Kalipur had made him quite famous in a very short career. But Warpur was what could establish if he really was a good officer, for reputation gets build over a period of time while fame could be instantaneous yet short lived.

Since he was associated with the Health Department he told Amit to immediately get involved in the Pulse Polio work. Warpur had all but 1 polio cases reported recently in the state. That even meant that the number was high enough to make the state one of the worst affected in the country. The country itself was one of the few on the globe where Polio virus had resurfaced. So plainly speaking, Warpur was where all the attention hinged and Amit had to tackle the issue soon.

The ADM of the District had his own set of instructions for Amit. They were not getting the report on the work of electoral roll revision for some time while the publication date was due in next 5 days.

The next morning the car had come to pick Amit from the circuit house for Warpur. The subdivision was over 50 km from the district Head quarter, a real outlying subdivision of the district as they say (much like Kalipur in that respect). It had over 100 km of international border, plant of National Thermal Power Corporation. They had one Member of Parliament and 7 Members of Legislative Assembly.

The driver told Amit how the Subdivision had been important during the ‘Indigo Revolt’ during the freedom struggle. Then he informed that the famous Battle of Giria for the supremacy of the state (which later led to the supremacy of the country) had been fought in his subdivision. He also asked Amit if he had seen a prominent movie of the master film maker Satyajit Ray which had been filmed in the house of the Zamindars of Aamtita, in one of the blocks of the Subdivision.

‘Sir, we have the fresh water Illish fish, the most prominent Bengali delicacy, in our subdivision. The place where the Ganges separates into the Ganga and Padma (which enters into Bangladesh) is in our subdivision. Illish is in abundance there’, he informed.

‘OK’, Amit responded.

‘Sir, the Aamtita Zamindar house is also there, we will go there if you like’, the security informed.

‘Sure, very soon, in a day or two at most’, Amit replied.

‘Sir, we are approaching Warpur, our head quarter. This place is called ‘Phansi Deva’ means where people used to be hanged during the Indigo revolt’, the driver told.

The main road leading to the small town built as twin city on the two banks of Ganges was water logged on its both the sides. Clearly there were over 10 feet deep broad drain visible on either side, clogged with remains of broken constructions checking water around.

‘This is a flood prone area, every year rain water enters here but there is no exit’, driver continued.

There clearly was drainage in place long back, Amit thought, but people have encroached over it and now water gets trapped there and these people believe floods are inevitable. ‘So next to Polio work, agenda number two, get the drainage back before the monsoons’, Amit told himself.

The car entered the premises and was driven some 200 meters further before it stopped in front of a massive building, much much bigger than what Amit had expected in his thoughts. While a lot of people started running to get the luggage down of the car, an old man in dhoti-kurta came forward. ‘Sir, I’m Kundu Babu, I am supervising the roll revision data entry’, he proudly informed.

‘Great Kundu babu that you are here. So the work must be over by now, we completed it a few days back in Kalipur’, Amit said.

‘Naa sir, that is why I ran when I saw you coming. We have heard about Kalipur, but in Warpur the work did not start at all. We have only entered some 8000 data and I am working with 1 computer and one data entry operator. I am an old man so I can stay back but no one is worried about this work. Since SDO Sahib was leaving, she ………… and hence the other magistrates also ……..’, Kundu Babu blamed his officials.

But obviously that could not be true, Amit thought, the roll publication is after 4 days. He probably does not know all the things, so Amit immediately rang his batch mate who was posted there before him.

She only confirmed what Amit did not want to hear, ‘Those people are always fighting and telling stories about their history. So I also left it to them. Anyway you are sitting on that chair now, so take care’

As Amit entered his office, he read the names of the people on the board who had been posted there in past 150 years. Many of them he had read in the history book while preparing for the Civil Services.

‘So Warpur is some place to be at’, Amit thought considering the aura and grandeur of the building, the place and its past. His first phone call he made was to his boss since the computers for the data entry had to be provided by the District.

Amit felt he would have preferred a break. But the boss had been so worried for some days asking Amit to join without the joining period. They had some work at hand, and this was it.

But yes, Warpur was a place to be at.